Back in the day when we were dating, Kyle used to visit me at work with silly little gifts.* One such occasion was St. Patrick's day and he surprised me with a bar of Irish Spring soap with a note attached saying how he was so *lucky* to know me. Also, some roses! Roses! For an Irish holiday! And I'm not even Irish! Fun, huh? Except everyone at work thought maybe Kyle was trying to tell me that I smell. But I still loved it anyway. (And besides, I totally didn't smell)
This year for St. Patrick's Day we are celebrating by watching college basketball and decorating the baby's room. I love it just as much, if not more than the Irish Spring/rose combo.
*Now we work 30 minutes away from each other so lunch surprises are rare